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Old Gaelic Songs. 163
Ach na'n tigeudli Corn wal lis,
'Sinn a ghluaiseadh gu solasacli.
'Gu sgrios thoirt air beisdean,
Thug an t-eideadh san storas uainn
Thoir mo shoiridh thar linne,
Dh'ionnsidh ghlinne 'm bii choir dhomli biii.
Far am minig a bha mi,
'G eisdeachd gairich laogh og aca.
Tlioir mo shoiridh le durachd,
Gn Sgurr-Urain 's math m' eolas ann.
'S trie a bha mi mu'n cuairt di,
'G eisdeachd udlaiche croineanaich.
'S do 'n bheinn ghuirm tha mu 'coinneamh,
Learn bn shoiliear a neoineanan.
Thoir mo shoiridh le caoimhneas,
Gu Torloisich nan smeoraichean.
Far an trie bha mi mu bhuideal,
iNIar ri cuideachda sholasaicJi.
Cha b' e an t-ol bha mi 'g iai-raidh,
Ach na b'fhiach an cuid oranan.
Sios 's suas troimh Ghleann-seile,
'S trie a leag mi damh croic-cheannach.
I do not know wIk) composed this humorous song. From
the first time, however, that I heard it, the authorship was attributed
to the Rev. Ranald Rankin, Catholic Clergyman, who left
Moidai't, and went as a missionaiy to Australia about thirty
years ago.
AN T-EACH lARUINN.
'Se 'n t-each iaruinn fhuair mo mhiann,
'Nuair a thriallainn air astar ;
Is e gun diollaid a's gun srian,
Siubhal dian leinn do Ghlaschu.
Se 'n teach, &c.
'S ann air a bhios an t-sitrich chruaidh,
'N am dha gluasad o'n Chaisteal ;
Tothan geala tigh'nn o shroin,
'S e ro dheonach air astar